Hot pan to your face no bread
Pull up to your door I need pay
Byran no man at ya gate
No money? the gat beam yo face

No coward inside my vicinity
Me c holy like we trinity
Holes in yo body when you gon' run into me
Dick size 'bout half of infinity, hm

I'm about a bag a feel can come second
Murder on me we scattered we got weapons
Body on body we catching a second
Charge me you can not keep me leveled, hm

I'm up out my mind, but I keep it real
Boy sit down you bitch you ain't steel
I'm inside her panties you watching her reels
Huh Huh

666 ahh
(XXXTentacion Laughing)
Call my mom

Verse two:
Which n***a?
Point at any n***a from the back
Pistol on my muhfuckin' dresser
All this ass on me like ketchum
Might fuck around and get sentenced
All that shit you talking
All them pills you poppin'
All that smoke you flockin'
Never do it
Bitch n***as talking
Fuck them pussy boys
I never let bitch n***a do it
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
BRAT BUG N***A
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
BRAT BUG N***A
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
BRAT BUG N***A
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
Brat bug, Brat bug
BRAT BUG N***A
N***a
(vug
Vug, vug
Haha)